Paul moved closer and slipped his hand on to my bare thigh above my black stockings, I sat up and touched the front of his trousers; his cock twitched.... Then he made me stand up and we kissed each other, as he groped my boobs through the thin material of my dress. I felt he was not so tipsy…As I rubbed his cock, he pulled the zip of my dress down and it just fell to the carpet. I stood there, with my boobs out, black stockings on high heels and the tiny red thong. Paul’s eyes nearly popped out.. ..he laughed loudly..which startled her....come nowcunt, admit it, you dont need MY cock, you just need cock..not even a cock....justanything to fill your holes.. So how shall i make your holes pink?...surley you dont want me to use thecrop on them?...that would hurt beyond belief....you cant need cock that bad....canyou? The tears were flowing freely now.....yessssss, she would take the pain,just to have her holes filled....she truly was a slut...and he was provingit... she nodded silently.... . one particular fantasy, creampies. My body is staying exceptionally fit and I still receive many compliments. If you have not read any of my previous stories, I will briefly describe myself. I am a 5'4" petite brunette with 34B breasts.What is currently ongoing in our lives began a year ago. A co-worker "Brad" began speaking to me more and more risqué. He had always been flirtatious and I guess my acceptance encouraged him to take things further. I was never offended and to be honest, I. He growled and snapped his hips, bottoming out brutally but retreating quickly, causing me to gasp at the sudden painful intrusion. He was bigger than I realized and more than I had ever taken before. I should have trusted him. He caught my breath with his kiss before biting my lip. “Let me make you feel good.”It wasn’t a request. My body relaxed and opened for him, rocking with him instead of fighting against him. Submitting. His eyes were locked on mine. As soon as I gave in, the approval.